had a bad dash last night, by bad i mean it had some sitting, and didn't make a whole lot of money. the money wasn't a problem; it's been great all summer and i can generally easily make what i need with four or five dashes a week, and i've been doing six. so a low tuesday doesn't ruin my life at all.

but the sitting was an issue for two reasons: one, it's getting cold, and two, the guardians were losing to the yankees. nothing to do about either one. i can shut my car up, and, having worn fairly warm clothing, can be ok without turning it on, or, i can do like other dashers and simply leave it on. i don't like leaving it on. i'm not especially cramped or uncomfortable; i kind of like it out there usually. last night it felt a little odd.

i'm finally organized enough to have some idea of what i need to do when i wake up in the morning. a lot of these things are everyday things. i market my books, on twitter, facebook and elsewhere. i keep track of my numbers. i make quaker pamphlets, and organize the ink, the printer, the paper, etc. i try to do some writing and many days can't even get around to doing it. i answer my son's calls and go do his bidding - i take him meds and get him what he needs. sometimes this constant interruption prevents me from doing the rest. that is the case today. and by the way, i try to keep up on these blogs. twelve a month - this post doesn't count, since i already got this blog this month. just write, that's my idea. if you can't do the writing, that's ok, but put something here, that'll keep you going. that's the hope.

more later, off to do meds.